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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Prodigy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Albert Johnson
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
They are a secret network of international pirates
Who identify with no nation, no national flag
And no established religion
Their flag is the skull and crossbones
And their God, G-O-D, spells gold, oil, and drugs
[Verse 2]
One, two, aight
Yeah, that's right
Uh-huh, uh, uh
[Verse 3]
Live from the belly, they got me behind the fence
I run shit from the inside, the fucking president
Of the infamous gang, get a whiff of my stank
I got that icky-icky, cotton-picky shit that have you dazed
[Verse 4]
I'm a quadruple OG, a O, so call me
The reincarnation of the Pharaoh with an old E
The barrel full of hot lead, shoot a pot head
Talkin' that shit 'bout hip-hop dead
[Verse 5]
Nah, it's live from behind the gate, permanent smiley face
Any **** stuntin' on the God, nah, you out of place
I beat a lot of cases, had to take a L
I see you in a hot sec, yep, hold it down
[Verse 6]
Money is worthless, real power is people
Real strength is in the streets where everybody's equal
Fuck jewelry, fuck rims, let's spend on our protection
Get armor, get cameras, get with it, lil' ****, this man shit
Real power is people
Real strength is in the streets where everybody's equal
[Verse 7]
This is live from behind the wall, sitting, staring at the wall
I'm fit to pop out this bitch like a newborn
I'm fit to cut out all the smokin' and the drinkin'
The wine and the spirits is evil when you thinkin', baby
[Verse 8]
So I'm tellin' the truth, you live it then you see it
You breathe it, then you be it, I'll tell you a lil' secret
It's a secret government that worship an owl
They practice witchcraft to harness they power
[Verse 9]
Pedophiles rape lil' kids for energy
The Satanic rituals, WTC, RIP
They lit the Pentagon on fire
Thats lighting the pentagram on fire
[Verse 10]
All these bodies for what?
So you could scare everybody into one world, huh?
All my crimies is on deck
So if you ain't come for war, then run
[Verse 11]
Money is worthless, real power is people
Real strength is in the streets where everybody's equal
Fuck jewelry, fuck rims, let's spend on our protection
Get armor, get cameras, get with it, lil' ****, this man shit
Real power is people
Real strength is in the streets where everybody's equal
Written by: Albert Johnson